Archive for March, 2007


Blogword (on a Thursday) No. 38: You

You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false. Why did you despise me?.. You deserve this. You have killed yourself… You loved me – then what right had you to leave me?… Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you of your own free will, did it. I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine….”

– Wuthering Heights –

And for this beyond anything else shall you remain unforgiven…


Walking past or walked over…



Blogword No. 37: Time

“When your house looks like a tree that has blown down, it is time to get a new house.”


– Winnie – the – Pooh –


More Sadness…

We Pakistanis have always been an emotional lot and nothing quote brings that to the fore than cricket.  Even the most prosaic among us who cannot understand the logic of 22 people chasing one ball have a strange fascination with it if just to try and evaluate what it is about us that can move us through a maelstrom of feelings…

This week has brought it all.  For most of us, the anguish and horror at losing to a team that does not even have test playing status would probably be deemed the ‘IT’ of the worst that could happen.  Unfortunately, we would be wrong.  Barely 24 hours later and we hear the news of the death of Bob Woolmer, the coach of the Pakistani team.  Where hours before, people were commenting on how he has ruined Pakistan cricket and should be sacked, the tide has turned to people expressing their grief and offering tributes.

One interesting aspect that some people of my acquaintance commented on was that Woolmer’s death at least reflects the fact that he was disappointed by the loss and was pondering it.  On the other hand, this also reveals, as so many channels are now commenting on the incredible stress that coaching a cricket team in a country like Pakistan (and India) places on a human being.

It made me wonder when we forgot that cricket is just a game.  Maybe the fact that the absence of effort or spirit is so apparent in ‘boys’ when they play not so well makes it easier for the disappointment to become irrational anger.

Nonetheless, the World Cup of 2007 will be remembered by most for reasons that are not all that pleasant; Pakistan’s dismal exit from the tournament and Woolmer’s exit from the world, each made all the more tragic because of the other.

Rest in peace Bob Woolmer…  And for you a prayer I offer for all those who pass on, that may the next world treat you better than this one and the people you’ve left behind find solace in your memory.


El Tortura

Is there anything more difficult than waiting for Ireland to slam the nail in the coffin that was the remnants of any misplaced sense of loyalty and pride in our cricket team????

Depression galore… 😦


Blogword No. 36: Know

“It’s best to know what you are looking for before you look for it.”

– Winnie – the – Pooh –

Easier said than done…



An hour of watching a videoscope of Take That took me ten years back in time… To a party at Huma’s place, listening to Everything Changes and dancing to Relight My Fire… Huma’s a mother now, as are so many others who had been at that party where the only concern was whether any of the band members were married or gay… I wonder how many of us actually understood where we would be standing ten years from that moment would be worlds away from the places we dreamed of…

I suddenly feel every day of my years…

… Got a fist of pure emotion

Got a head of shattered dreams

Gotta leave it, Gotta leave it all behind now

Whatever I said, whatever I did, I didn’t mean it

I just want you back for good

Whenever I’m wrong, Just tell me the song and I will sing it

You’ll be right and understood

… In the twist of separation you excelled at being free

Can’t you find a little room inside for me

Whatever I said, Whatever I did, I didn’t mean it

I just want you back for good

Whenever I’m wrong, just tell me the song, and I will sing it

You’ll be right and understood

… I guess it’s time, I just want you back for good 

– Back for Good – Take That – 

March 2007